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My eyes are the
Of martini
I always two
Never

My hair is plain
I was blond

Not

I like to drink
With one cube of
Always cream
And with milk

dark chocolate
I love summer
I love to be
I to feel hopeful

the stars
In backyard
Wanting for
To me

But would not
And getting short
The night's growing
And I'm home

We and we danced
In my old
everyone left
Someone slept on the

I thought love
And how I love somebody
But is enough?

Lining up
one a hair
At the of the mirror
I count and I

I wish that the quiet end
a telephone ring
Could a friend
Into a thing?

Laughing and
In my old
But that's not lovers do
They and hope for the future